Chapter 118  : Chapter 118  : The Arrogant Little Lovermagic

“But it’s good to have a new boss now. At least Fathead Fish won’t be able to exploit us by taking advantage of being the boss lady’s relative.”

After hearing her words, Enna Clark also felt that it was a good thing and added with a smile, “The most important thing is that the salary has increased.’

With a higher salary, she could save some money for Bobby’s elementary school expenses. She could also buy more clothes and shoes for Bobby. As for the new boss, it was something for the company executives to worry about. For her, a small fish, it didn’t matter who the boss was.

“You, all you care about is salary. It’s like you’re obsessed with money. Speaking of which, your little Bobby yesterday…” Tiffany Clifford was about to chat with her casually.

Suddenly, there was a commotion, and an annoying voice followed.

“Ms. Winters, slow down; the floor is slippery.”

Enna had heard this voice for nearly three months, and she knew who it was without even looking—Fathead Fish!

As expected, a skinny, sleazy figure appeared. He was probably around forty-five or six, so thin that his clothes couldn’t even fit him properly, but his head was slightly bigger than normal, making him look like a long face. He looked like a toothpick with a potato on top, quite comical.

At the moment, he was bowing and scraping like a servant, protecting a tall, luxurious-looking beautiful woman. As soon as the beautiful woman entered, she pinched her nose, as if there were viruses inside, and complained with a disgusted face, ‘Why are there so many people here?”

“Uh…” Her question was so odd that even the great bootlicker, Fathead Fish, was stunned for a moment. He quickly snapped back to reality and said cautiously, “It’s almost time for work, so everyone is here, which is why there are so many people. Ms. Winters, would you like to go to my office for a while? It’s more spacious.”

Tessa Winters raised her eyebrows and lifted her chin arrogantly, “I don’t have that much time. Which of your radio station’s shows has the highest ratings? Take me there.”

“Ms. Winters, please follow me.”

Fathead Fish led her to Enna Clark and Tiffany Clifford, introducing them obsequiously, “These are the host and director of our radio station’s highest-rated program.”

He immediately turned his head and changed his face, urging impatiently,

“Enna, Tiffany, greet Ms. Winters.”

Tiffany and Enna had no idea who this Ms. Winters was, but they didn’t want to cause trouble, so they greeted her perfunctorily.

Tessa Winters had always been pampered and treated with caution by everyone during this time. She knew that Tiffany and Enna were perfunctory when they greeted her. She was instantly burning with anger but held back her urge to lash out as there were many people around. With a displeased expression, she threw a stack of papers at Enna.

“Take this. I want you to do an interview for me. Here are the terms; make sure you read them carefully. Don’t ask me questions I don’t want to answer.”

The condescending tone of her command was downright uncomfortable to hear.

Enna frowned but didn’t take it, looking at Fathead Fish beside her and saying, “Boss, our program is about fun interaction. Sudden changes like having an interview wouldn’t be appropriate, right?”

Fathead Fish knew it wouldn’t be appropriate, but his most important task now was to please the big shot’s mistress. He couldn’t afford to care about anything else. He immediately scolded Enna with a stern face, “Just do it as you’re told!” Enna wanted to throw the papers back in his face and refuse, but she thought about the upcoming salary increase and her hungry baby son at home. She clenched her teeth, put on a forced smile, and took the papers handed to her by Tessa Winters, saying, “I understand..”